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"I like you a whole lot," she murmurs, swiveling back and forth in a sort of rocking motion.
subtly_artistic
"No. It wouldn't have been your fault. I'd be nervous about hanging out with you until I thought I could trust you not to use your scary powers, but I'm talking to Maiar without freaking out, now, so."
subtly_artistic
"That's a lot of things!" she says. "We can start, though." Rúmil, want to come 'label everything in the city'?
subtly_artistic
Bella helps makes labels when she is told what things are called.
You okay? she asks Fëanáro privately.
You okay? she asks Fëanáro privately.